My heart's a hotel people come and go through the lounge but all check out Your body is a well worn banknote sadly still in circulation Our love bouncing like a cheque round one hopefully intimate weekend…

I was up before dawn because of jet lag. Full-size image here An inscription at the end of the wharf reads: In the tides of time we have sought safe harbor here on this western shore where the waves ebb…

The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night walkers' song After great cathedral gong; A starlit or a moonlit dome disdains All that man is, All mere complexities, The fury and the…

That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees – Those dying generations – at their song, The salmon‐falls, the mackerel‐crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever…

I live here, inside this rock. It's safer in here, no-one can touch me. The Black Guards cannot hurt me. When the Great Comet passes by, it cannot burn me. How did I get here? The living rock simply grew…